Snowflakes
A snowflake fell from Heaven one day, into my heart, forever to stay. Fragile and precious, like china so fine, beautiful and delicate, and one of a kind. How can I hold this snowflake so dear? What if I break it is my greatest fear. But hold it I must and break it I may, but I never will regret the day, that this snowflake fell from heaven above, and into my heart, stirring such love, and so now, wherever I go and whatever my fate, I am forever blessed by my beautiful snowflake!
